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Ye Jiangnan gave Huang Rong a speechless look.

"That's not it, it's just a pure loss!"

Huang Rong smiled awkwardly.

This is because Zhu Ziliu’s master, Master Yideng, is not here.

If Master Yideng were here, he wouldn't say that he has no one to guide him.

With the guidance of King Jinlun, Huodu, who was originally at a disadvantage, slowly turned the situation around.

Every time Huodu made a move, King Jinlun would give him some instructions.

"Mami Bamami, Gushes!"

Guo Jing glanced at King Jinlun over there and murmured:

"Such a strong inner force..."

Despite King Jinlun's guidance, Huodu was unable to gain any benefits from Zhu Ziliu.

After all, Huodu's internal strength is not as good as Zhu Ziliu's.

Coupled with Zhu Ziliu's weird moves, Huo Du couldn't understand it at all.

Zhu Ziliu wrote the words in the air, stroke by stroke.

Every stroke of my pen carries with it a powerful inner force.

"Huo Du, do you think you can win with your master's guidance?"

"Let me teach you a few more words!"

As soon as Zhu Ziliu finished speaking, he suddenly moved towards Huo Du.

He held a brush and wrote very quickly.

The folding fan in Huodu's hand was held horizontally in front of him, and Zhu Ziliu's brush was writing on it.

Four characters were instantly written on Huodu's white folding fan: You are a barbarian.

"What is this word?"

Huo Du looked at the words on the folding fan and asked puzzledly.

What Zhu Ziliu wrote was not the regular script of the Song Dynasty but the small seal script.

Huodu could barely recognize some of the characters of the Song Dynasty.

But he couldn't recognize any small seal characters.

Zhu Ziliu stroked his beard and said with a smile:

"It says here: You are a barbarian!"

"I am talking about you!"

All the people in the martial arts world laughed.

"Hahahaha!"

“Well written!”

"Well done!"

"Barbarians!"

"Barbarians!"

"Barbarians!"

The crowd's voices were getting louder and louder.

Huo Du's expression changed again and again.

He felt okay and was insulted.

"I kill you!"

Huo Du shouted coldly.

He kicked his legs and floated in the air.

Relying on internal strength, the body spins rapidly like a spinning top.

He stretched out the folding fan in his hand and attacked Zhu Ziliu.

Zhu Ziliu's expression remained unchanged. When Huo Du was almost in front of him, he suddenly bent down.

Immediately afterwards, Zhu Ziliu raised his right foot and kicked towards Huo Du.

"Bam—"

Huo Du was kicked into the air, and Zhu Ziliu's brush turned, dotted, drew, and chopped, knocking Huo Du out.

Huodu's body flipped in the air, then fell to the ground, kneeling on the stage facing Guo Jing.

Zhu Ziliu pressed the acupoints on his body.

If Zhu Ziliu didn't unblock his acupoints, he would not be able to move at all.

People in the martial arts world cheered.

"it is good!"

"well played!"

"As expected of Master Yideng's disciple, this martial arts is amazing!"

"What an amazing kung fu!"

Ye Jiangnan looked at King Jinlun and said:

"Jinlun, your disciple lost."

King Jinlun remained calm and asked:

“When did you lose?”

Yu Shu: “???”

Huang Rong: "???"

"Golden Wheel Dharma King, you are not going to deny it, are you?"

Huang Rong asked.

"I'm not that kind of person."

"However, my disciple did not admit defeat, nor was he knocked off the stage, nor was he beaten to the point of being powerless to fight back. How can he be considered a loser?"

Jinlun Dharma King said calmly.

King Jinlun’s meaning is very simple.

In other words, as long as Huodu is still able to stand and has not admitted defeat, he cannot be considered a loser.

"you……"

Huang Rong glared at King Jinlun.

But King Jinlun ignored her and turned his attention back to the stage.

On stage at this time.

Zhu Ziliu was bowing to the gangsters below.

"Zhu is making a fool of himself here."

"It's embarrassing!"

After Zhu Ziliu bowed, he came to Huo Du's side.

He looked down at Huo Du and untied the acupuncture points on Huo Du's body.

"Let your brother take the stage."

After saying that, Zhu Ziliu turned around and left, preparing to leave the stage.

at this time.

Huo Du suddenly stood up!

He picked up the folding fan and shot out a silver hidden weapon from it.

The hidden weapon emitted a cold light in the air and flew straight towards Zhu Ziliu's back.

Huo Du’s sneak attack was so fast that no one present could react.

Just as the hidden weapon was about to hit Zhu Ziliu, it stopped behind Zhu Ziliu.

Huo Du looked at the hidden weapon hovering behind Zhu Ziliu in shock, his face showing a look of shock.

And everyone reacted.

Huo Du just launched a sneak attack.

"mean!"

Guo Jing roared, glaring at Huodu behind Zhu Ziliu.

"mean!"

"mean!"

"mean!"

A group of people in the martial arts world raised their hands, very angry.

Huang Rong turned around and nodded to Ye Jiangnan, then stared at King Jinlun and asked:

"Golden Wheel Dharma King, what do you mean by this?"

"You can't beat us in a head-on fight, so you resorted to sneak attacks, right?"

King Jinlun laughed sinisterly and said:
"Is there anything wrong?"

"We don't have a rule that prohibits the use of hidden weapons."

Huang Rong: "..."

For a moment, Huang Rong didn't know how to refute King Jinlun.

If you really say so, it's not wrong.

It wasn't mentioned at the beginning that you couldn't use hidden weapons or anything like that.

Zhu Ziliu also reacted when he heard the voices of the crowd.

Turned his head.

He discovered the hidden weapon hovering behind him.

Zhu Ziliu snorted coldly:

"Huodu, I wrote the four characters 'You are a barbarian' on your folding fan, and they were correct!"

"Only barbarians like you would launch such a disgusting sneak attack during a competition!"

"This hidden weapon..."

"I'll give it back to you!"

Zhu Ziliu raised the brush and hit the hidden weapon.

The hidden weapon flew back and headed straight for Huo Du's chest.

Huo Du was so scared that he stepped back repeatedly, trying to avoid the hidden weapon.

Zhu Ziliu was determined to kill him this time.

Huo Du had treated him like this, how could he possibly let Huo Du go?

Therefore, when Zhu Ziliu "returned" the hidden weapon, he used a lot of force.

This also resulted in the hidden weapon being extremely fast.

"stop!"

King Jinlun shouted angrily, and the figure sitting on the chair moved.

When the hidden weapon was about to hit Huodu, King Jinlun stopped it.

King Jinlun held the hidden weapon and glared at Huodu.

"Your Excellency is quite skilled in martial arts, but I wonder who taught you this?"

King Jinlun looked at Zhu Ziliu and asked, "My master is the Southern Emperor, one of the Five Supreme Masters... Master Yideng!"

Zhu Ziliu was very proud when talking about his master.

"So you are Master Yideng's disciple. How disrespectful."

King Jinlun smiled.

Zhu Ziliu snorted coldly:

"King Jinlun, your disciple has already lost. Please let your other disciple take over!"

King Jinlun said calmly:
"Who said my apprentice lost?"

"It should be my apprentice who won and you who lost."

King Jinlun’s words stunned everyone present.

"King Jinlun, where do you get this from?"

"Everyone saw it earlier. I beat your disciple to his knees."

"Isn't this considered a loss?"

Zhu Ziliu asked loudly.

His words also aroused responses from a group of people in the world.

"That's right! You've already lost, but you still refuse to admit it!"

"These are the barbarians! So shameless!"

"shameless!"

"If you lose, you lose. Do you still want to cheat?"

"Why don't you just stop competing with them? What does the affairs of the Central Plains martial arts have to do with the Mongols?"

"That's right! We choose our own martial arts leader, why should we compete with them? Who are they?"

"They are nothing!"

King Jinlun listened to the discussions of the people around him, his expression unchanged, and he said calmly:
"You can't say that."

"My disciple was beaten to his knees by you. Even if he loses, shouldn't he just attack his opponent's legs during the competition?"

"In your Central Plains martial arts competitions, is it true that the person who loses is the one who makes him kneel down, rather than the one who knocks him off the stage?"

"Besides, my disciple never said anything about giving up from the beginning to the end, so how can he be considered to have lost?"

"You want me? It's obviously you who lost."

Doctor Zhu Ziliu looked at King Jinlun with a puzzled look.

Although he was well-read, he was unable to understand what King Jinlun said.

Lost yourself?

Where did I lose?

Why did I lose?
"Golden Wheel Dharma King, what do you mean by this?"

"How did I lose?"

Zhu Ziliu asked back.

King Jinlun looked at Ye Jiangnan over there and said:

"If it wasn't for that young man who blocked my apprentice's hidden weapon, you would have vomited blood and collapsed on the stage."

"Tell me, if this isn't a loss, then what is it?"

Upon hearing this, everyone turned their eyes to Ye Jiangnan.

Ye Jiangnan: “…”

Being watched by so many people, Ye Jiangnan had no choice but to come out.

Ye Jiangnan jumped lightly and flew onto the stage.

"Jinlun, so what you mean is that this competition in the ring is a life-and-death game?"

"Did your disciple kill someone? That's how you win?"

Ye Jiangnan stared at King Jinlun and said.

"You can say that."

The Golden Wheel Dharma King’s Way.

"I see..."

Ye Jiangnan nodded slightly.

After saying this, he turned his head and looked at Huang Rong, saying:

"Xiao Huang Rong, let me take care of the rest of the competition."

"We'll just lose this game."

Huang Rong nodded happily without thinking:
"it is good!"

With Huang Rong's agreement, Ye Jiangnan looked at King Jinlun and said coldly:

"Are you coming here to die one by one, or do you want me to kill you all at once?"

Before King Jinlun could speak, Huodu spoke first.

"Boy, you are too arrogant!"

Not only Huo Du felt that Ye Jiangnan was arrogant, many people in the martial arts world present felt the same way.

Ye Jiangnan looked to be only in his twenties.

How high are the martial arts abilities?

It is really laughable that he has poor martial arts skills and says such outrageous words.

"Sister Fu, look at this friend of Master and his wife, he is so arrogant!"

"And he killed King Jinlun and the others all at once!"

"I think he can't even survive a few moves from Huo Du!"

"Even though he is like this, Master's Wife actually agreed to let him compete on stage!"

"I don't know what Master's Wife is thinking!"

Wu Xiuwen looked down on Ye Jiangnan very much.

"If he wants to go up and make a fool of himself, then let him go!"

"Anyway, we are not the ones who are embarrassed."

Wu Dunru snorted coldly, crossing his arms.

Guo Fu ignored the two Wu brothers, but stared at a young man in the crowd.

The boy was about seventeen or eighteen years old.

Standing in the crowd, his eyes fell on the stage.

Next to the young man, there was a fairy-like woman.

The woman was as beautiful as a fairy, wearing a white dress, just like a fairy from heaven descending to earth.

These two people were none other than Yang Guo and Xiaolongnu who had just arrived.

After the two entered Lujiazhuang, they saw Ye Jiangnanfei coming on stage.

Xiaolongnu saw Ye Jiangnan at a glance and wanted to say hello to him.

But she was stopped by Yang Guo.

People are busy. Wouldn't it be impolite to go up and say hello to them at this time?
So, the two of them were in the crowd, looking at Ye Jiangnan on the stage.

Ye Jiangnan said lightly:

"Very crazy?"

"You can say something crazy if you want."

"Take your time to discuss it, and tell me when you're done."

Huo Du glared at Ye Jiangnan in exasperation, and asked King Jinlun in a low voice:

"Master, what should we do now?"

King Jinlun said:
"I'll go first."

"You and your brother wait on the side."

Huo Du looked at his master in surprise.

I didn't expect that my master would want me to do it myself.

Does this mean that the strength of the young man in front of him should not be underestimated?
Guo Jing came to Huang Rong and asked in a low voice:
"Rong'er, the young master should be alright, right?"

Huang Rong raised the corner of her mouth slightly and said with a smile:
"Brother Jing, don't worry."

"Even if there were another hundred Golden Wheel Dharma Kings, they would not be a match for you, young master."

Guo Jing nodded naively.

On the stage.

Zhu Ziliu stepped forward and bowed to Ye Jiangnan, then said gratefully:
"Thank you, Master, for coming to the rescue!"

"If it weren't for you, Zhu would probably not be standing right now."

Ye Jiangnan said:

"fine."

"I just can't stand these barbarians using dirty tricks."

"If you can't win, you use such a despicable move. I feel ashamed to compete with them."

Zhu Ziliu smiled and said:
"The Mongolians are shameless. It's just a matter of a day or two for others."

"Sir, please be careful later."

Zhu Ziliu reminded Ye Jiangnan.

Zhu Ziliu was not clear about Ye Jiangnan's martial arts skills.

But since Huang Rong agreed to compete without even thinking about it, it shows that her martial arts skills are quite good.

"it is good."

Zhu Ziliu stepped down from the stage, and Ye Jiangnan turned around and looked at King Jinlun.

"Jinlun, have you guys discussed this?"

"Who will die first?"

"Or are you three here to die together?"

King Jinlun said:
“Young man, don’t think you can be so arrogant just because you have learned a little.”

"In this competition, I will fight you first."

Ye Jiangnan smiled and said:

"Row."

"You go first."

Ye Jiangnan stood where he was, waiting for King Jinlun to make his move.

Huo Du stepped down from the stage and said to Guo Jing and Huang Rong:

"Master Guo, Gang Leader Huang, the people you sent are dead now."

"My master has already taken action personally, so you should prepare for the third match!"

Guo Jing and Huang Rong looked at each other and looked at Huodu with "pity".

Why mess with the immortal when you can mess with anyone else?

Is this something you can afford?

King Jinlun took a stance and raised his hands. Five wheels with curved blades appeared behind him. (End of this chapter)